"Dogs and Cats living together, mass hysteria" a 'person called a talking head and told them that a horse, they may have had something to do with, was 'very live.
The 8-1 on the morning line simply evaporated right before their very eyes, went off 7/2 and did win, but brother, come on, you like your horse, the last person you want to tell is a talking head, who's not going to give you any credit and refer to you as A guy.
I learned my lesson, in 2007 with that 'Goofy' guy on TVG, we were on speaking terms, and I happened to run into him at the Bluegrass Airport and he asked me if I had anything running soon worth following. He asked, I didn't volunteer.
I should have known better, we had a fast 2yo that was going to debut a couple of weeks later and he broke his maiden at Santa Anita setting a track record, as a matter of fact.
Fast forward to December 2007, as the track record holder, SEA OF PLEASURE, was entered in allowance race at Hollywood Park, it was 'Goofy' reminding everyone, 'A guy approached him and told him about the horse', at the Bluegrass Airport, he went on and on that he gets this a lot and he never listens to it, basically downplaying the whole thing, without mentioning my name, me or giving any credit to the horse. It was all about him as he feared some of the credit would wash off him and onto the 'guy.
Talking heads are all about talking heads, all about themselves, all about taking the credit and giving none away, aside from smooching tail.
I have had this happen a number of times, and have seen this selfishness and single mindedness approach of television prognosticators.
As a society we see this in every walk of life, but in a game of parimutuel wagering this is absolutely tone deafness and dumbness.
Goofy aside, there is nothing to be gained by telling anyone with a microphone in their hand a piece of inside info, none, especially if you're betting.
I am a tightwad about giving anyone other than subscribers who paid their hard earned monies any info, as I get many "who you like?, give me a winner, next time I see you I'll buy you a drink".
Dude, where do I sign up, where do I cash in on that drink?"
I could give a rats ass about a fuckling drink. I don't even need drink, if you seriously can't afford $19.95 I am not going to waste my time or breath.
Like a friend told me once 'don't wisen up no dummies'.
There has to be something seriously the matter with you, if you have the need to tell someone, anyone, what you like, because 99.99% of the time you get zero in return and if you are wrong you get ridiculed.
In the case of 'Goofy', he even ridiculed me despite having received the right information.
Next time some goofball asks who you like, give them the Amy Kearns stock answer:
"A little of this and a little of that"
I have known Amy for twelve years, and to this day she can be a rubiks cube on any given day, but Breeders Cup is coming and you know the 'goofies' are out.
I recommend finding out who they like, and if they like who you like, I recommend re thinking the whole situation, Michael Corleone whispering in your ear: "Don't ever let them know what you're thinking!"
Most handicappers are not in the gambling for the money, they are in it for the glory.
They are looking for attention, a need to be recognized, all for the wrong reasons, but if you are in it for the monies it stays with you and only you.
Handicappers want statuts, 'the best', they want to be talked about.
For me its simple:
You, as an handicapper and as a human being, have to take into account who and what you are.
Do you want to run around the clubhouse screaming you had the winner? or do you want to walk to the cashier like you have cashed a ticket in your life before?
Are you ready to do it again, or you want to get your ticker tape parade between races, and miss another opportunity ?
"I really wanna know... Who are you, or remember throwin punches around and preachin from your chair"
"So who the hell are you, I really want to know, just tell me, i just want to know, who the fuck are you! "